This past Sunday my husband and I ventured to the Honda Center in Anaheim, California for the Dalai Lama's 80th Birthday celebration. The Dalai Lama holds a special place in my heart because it was just a few years ago that my father and I were visiting San Diego.
Randy Jackson: What I look for in artists is instinct. Artists have great instincts, they don't know everything to do right, but most decisions they make are really good musical decisions with arrangements and everything.
hese men got the whole world dancing, swaying, singing along (and they still do). Mr. Robinson's angelic vibrato may sing words, but in attempts to define it, it defies them! And words cannot convey the beauty and import of this event. But for you, I'll give it a go.
With all of that hoopla that surrounded the American Idol franchise, the effect that it's had world-wide on the music industry, and the legions of fans that it produced, how did something that seemed so impervious to self destruction lose its glorious stature?
Candice ended the night belting out "Somewhere" from West Side Story, and her powerful vocals had Keith asking, "How do you that?" and Randy declaring it to be one of the best vocals in "Idol" history.
Nobody was eliminated last week, which meant all four girls got the chance to perform one more time. With another week gone by and all four contestants still in the running, the pressure was even higher to stand out.
Angie decided to lighten things up with Smokey Robinson's "Shop Around." Keith felt that she was musically constrained by the song and Nicki aggressively told her, "I think you came out to try to show a different side of Angie that you didn't have to show us."
Candice's rendition of "I Who Have Nothing" was exactly what the judges and audience needed. After the standing ovations (except from Mariah, whose skirt was apparently too tight to stand), Nicki declared that no one should be allowed to ever sing the song again.
Call me a radical, but maybe a gay male judge is just what the show needs. In this edition of Weeklings!, I revisit all 12 seasons of Idol and discover what the show would've been like if an opinionated gay man criticized the competing singers.